Was your interest in defeating the Man of Steel obsessive and creepy? Maybe a little.

As a last-ditch effort to defeat your greatest enemy, Superman, you created Ultraman, a clone of the Kryptonian. He followed you everywhere, trailing behind you like a guard dog.

It didn't help that your new weapon had the face of the man you hated, so you let his hair grow long and made him wear a mask most of the time. Ultraman was annoyingly clingy, but with a little pampering, he showed surprising results in his practice.

Now you were alone with him in the lab, trying to organize files while Ultraman hugged you from behind, his head resting on your shoulder as he hugged your waist. He wasn't wearing his mask.

"...Did I do well?"

Ultraman asked, referring to the practice. It was strange to hear him speak.